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Short Stories I & II I - OUR INTRODUCTION It's always nice to recall our sexual activities especially our first sexual interaction with special friends. We are very much novices at sexual activity between couples or singles



The next day was bright and sunny. I managed to sleep in despite the multiple people moving about early in the morning. I always made it a habit to sleep late on weekends and get up extra early during the week
Chapter 1 – The meeting It is late March, and David Osborn is sitting in his agent Scott’s office stressed to the max. An outfielder for the Arizona Diamondbacks, he has a very promising career ahead of him



My name is Shelly, but everyone calls me by my middle name Tracy. I’m not sure how it happened, but it did, and somewhere along the lines I just went with it, like I do all things. Same thing with my marriage



had a man blow me for weeks and the thought of three other people watching another man blow me, then fucking an older lady while they watched sounded exciting - isn’t that what sex is about - excitement and pleasure? We agreed on the terms and conditions and I stressed no male penetration of my body
CHAPTER 9 Maria nervously picks up her phone. It takes her several minutes just to dial the number. It starts to ring, and she takes a deep breath. "Y'ello!" a man's voice answers. "Hi Daddy." "Maria, good to hear from you! How is everything?" "Pretty good ummm..
It was around two in the morning when I first got the text message. It was early July and so far I had wasted most of my summer doing what teenage guys do when they suddenly have nothing to fill the calendar: sleep
She woke up terrified, in a cold sweat, her heart racing, eyes searching in the dark for the unknown evil stalking her. She quailed under her blanket and pulled a pillow across her chest for protection as she began to wake up



Corcoran's Hardware - est. 1853 Tool repairs and sharpening, Odd jobs Michael & Katherine Corcoran, proprietors It had been a good five years. Mickey and Kat now had two children, their shop was a success and the city continued to grow around them



Have you ever loved someone more than life itself? I mean, truly been willing to die just to be with them? If you are not sure, listen to my story and decide: What would you have done? My name is Robert. I'm 43 years old, divorced, and all my kids are grown
We’d been married for about ten years when I discovered my wife’s secret fantasy. We have sex often and I thought we talked pretty openly about sex. I mentioned a friend had some adult videos, and asked if she’d like to watch with me, she said sure



"You really thing I'm going to fuck you?" Danielle says. "Not really, but a boy can dream" I say in reply, "Well keep dreaming!" A few hours later, alone, Danielle was beginning to think about her friend, and all of the tries he's made at her
The economy had taken its toll on our savings. My husband who is loving and a good provider was being transferred again. One of our past houses which we had been unable to sell since we now owed more then it was worth was a financial drain


ABBEY & THE CEO CHAPTER 10: GIVEN MORE “OH FUCK! Oooooooooo … OH GOD … OHHHHHH FUUUCCKKKK” I was deep inside her flexing thighs. Mrs. C had begun orgasming minutes ago but I kept at her
I walk into the Moore's Town library and look around. I scrunch my nose when the smell of old books assaults my most sensitive sense. I get a chill across my legs and try to pull them down a bit to cover more of me. I knew I should have worn pants instead of cargo shorts